Stretch ‘n Fleece

Stretch had his face buried in the fleece keeping a close eye on me in case I was going to waterboard him. He seems to know which days are non-waterboarding days, hence his ears are up and he has smiley eyes.  Puck must of really hung one on last night after we went to bed, since he looked really beat at sunrise this morning.  After I dropped Laurie off, a cyclist ahead of me at the light impressed me with her short shorts. It was not her sex appeal that impressed me, far from it — what impressed me was the temperature was somewhere around freezing.  So much skin on a bike in the cold made my knees hurt just thinking about it.